First song written and recorded since I moved to Napa. Spooky grungy punk that maybe doesn't reflect my sunny new locale. Written about my drummer's frustration with dating, online and otherwise. Lyrics in fold. [more inside]
Super-straightforward take on Brad Sucks's classic song Dirtbag. [more inside]
my friend's daughter had a pretty brilliant mishearing of a classic nursery rhyme, and I remembered that Kurt Cobain once said that he wanted Nirvana songs to be simple and pure like kid's songs. One thing lead to another... [more inside]
It's poorly composed, poorly recorded, poorly edited... But it's all mine! [more inside]
The nearest I ever got to a hit record. 1995-6 4-track cassette demo (God knows how I got all those guitars happening) of a song for my then band Earcandy. I really think this could have launched us if we hadn't all had day jobs. Pretty much irrelevant now, but at the time when we played it we felt like Gods! As it was, we got a bunch of radio play but never followed through because the drummer quit. Oh, well.
Stoner grunge jams from another GEORGY practice. [more inside]
Another Geese song, this one's new. Wrote it this afternoon. Sounds like I stumbled into a Pearl Jam/Stone Temple Pilots song, circa 1992. Ah, well. Enjoy. [more inside]
Post-traumatic stress syndrome is a bitch. Pre-traumatic stress syndrome? Well, that can just wreak havoc on your marriage. Let's just hope this song is a relic from those bad old '08 days. (It's proggy-punk-grunge, if you're looking fer a genre) [more inside]
Old recording from 1990. Music Recorded live, with the middle section and ending being written extemporaneously in the studio, vocals are the only overdubs. Originally 24 track, but this was rescued from cassette, hence the crap quality. I wrote the music and the singer wrote the words and melody. I sang backup. [more inside]
"The tribes of war are rising again, they're brutal and raw and lying the same" That's my favorite line of this song. Warning: turn your volume down it's quite loud ;) The song was recorded in one day and mixed on the next along with 2 others for the band's first demo Cold Day Waltz. [more inside]
Here's a sarcastic little ditty about post-divorce helplessness, just in time for that freshly-single-the-holidays drinking binge. Recorded in 1986 by my long-defunct trio, The Whores, but never finished because we ran out of money. We weren't very good whores. Mixed last year by me at home in Logic 6.